The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1887-07-21

The little town of Ciaremcnt was
celebrated for its pretty girls. The
palm of beauty, however, was yielded
universally to Jewell Hastings. Yet,
strange to tell. although twenty-five,
she had never had an acknowledged
suitor; but there was not one of the
boys who would not have been proud
and happy to have served her in any
way.
There was one, young Henry Law
ton, the doctor, who was Oftener seen
with her than any other.
When Harry's uncle, the best loved
and most skillful physician in the
town, passed from earth, the folks
transferred their confidence to his
nephew and namesake. Thus it was
that Harry, being JeWeIl's aunt's med
ical adviser-in fact her adviser on
all subiects-was thrown almost con-
stantly into the beautiful girls So
Ciety.
And she, like her aunt. placing full
confidence in the young man, did not
hesitate to call on him if she needed
an escort at any time. Yet never for
moment did Harry Lawton draw any
tiattering Inference regarding his po-
sition with Jewell. He understood
her perfectly.
jewell Hastings lived with her aunt,
a maiden lady, whose worldly goods
amounted only 10 the little cottage in
which they lived and small amount
Of none, the interest of which sup
piled their necessary wants. The
neighbOrs all knew exactly Just their
- =,
Jewell was eighteen, there began
something they could not understand
No girl in the village town dressed
better: few as well. And as the wears
passed on her robes increased in
elegance.
"Now, where do they come from?
How on earth does she manage to pay
for them?' were questions of the time
and town?
Some of the wiser folks declared
that she made money by embroidery,
and that was why she never ran about
like the other girls But this was not
much credited, for it was generally
known that. admitting that her dresses
numbered but a few, a years hard
worl, of that kind would not do it. And
so the mystery remained to all but DR..
Lawton.
There was on high cminence in
Clarcmont an old mansion, once very
elegant. For years it had been un-
tenanted. At the time of the begin
ming of this story it was rumored to
have been purchased by family of
gr5at wealth, who were to occupy it.
Very soon the windows were thrown
aud l,o,,l - yY-,,.l-,,,sr,
tered Immediately after the compile
tion OF their work the new purchasers
came-onlya n widow and her son.
A few days after their arrival DR..
Lawton sat reading in his office. 4
knock called his attention. In answer
to hi, Come in," gentleman enter
ed. Before one word bad escaped his
lips, Harry Lawton mentally eXclaim-
ed: Here is the prince who may win
our Jewell, vet it was not merely the
physical beauty that attracted the doc
tor, but the soul that bcamed in his
eye, the spirit that peryaded his entire
bearing.
''Will you be kind enough to come
with me Immediately? My mother is
extremely i'll. | dared not trust
servant. rs haste is all-important. Ny
name is Fielding. l have a convey
ance here"
DR.. Lawton was drawing on his coat
while his visitor spoke.
4 few moments drive brought them
to the mansion on the Hill.
Mrs Fielding's illness proved to be
an attack OF apopleNy, which required
Or. Lawton'S attention through the
night. and for several days after
During these visits quite an intimacy
grew between Harry Lawton and Err
nest Fielding.
The favorable opinion formed on
their first meeting daily increased, and
Harry found himself constantly think
ing:
Yes. they were made for each
other"
Ernest Fielding was an artist, his
soul filled with poetic visions. Every
hour that Harry Lawton could spare
from his patients and study was spent
in the studio of his friend.
During one of these visits it was
that Harry spoke of Jewell, fancying
some slight resemblance in one of the
ideal faces
Go with me to church tomorrow.
You viii see her there After. if you
desire, / will get her permission to in
troduce You, said Harry.
Gladly Ernest Fielding accepted the
invitation.
The next day, before entering the
church, he expressed the desire to find
Miss Hastings without Harry directing
his attention.
There were N least dozen -beauti-
full girls that passed out of the church
as Harry and his friend stood near the
door